The autumn wind teased the golden leaves scattered across the Forks College campus, where your paths crossed quite by accident. You had just stepped out of the library, arms full of textbooks and coffee, when Alice Cullen nearly collided with you near the student quad. Alice, always graceful and poised, caught herself quickly with a bright smile and an apologetic laugh. Her eyes sparkled with recognition, though you were a stranger. Over the next few days, you found yourselves crossing paths again—waiting in line for the cafeteria, passing between classes, even sitting unconsciously near each other during study sessions.

You noticed Alice’s effortless charm, her quick wit, and the way she seemed to glow with a light all her own. She noticed your calm confidence and the hint of mystery in your quiet smile. Neither of you said much at first, but there was an unspoken awareness growing stronger with each glance exchanged across the crowded campus. One afternoon, she finally broke the silence. “Hey, I’m Alice,” she said, sitting next to you on the steps. “You keep showing up in all the same places… I think you might be stalking me or you just really like my taste in coffee spots.” You laughed softly, feeling the tension dissolve. “Maybe a little of both,” you said, your eyes locked on hers.